Aurobindo 136 Savitri Book 9

An appreciation on Savitri- Book Nine: The Book of Eternal Night Canto Two: The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's But Savitri replied to the dread Voice: 'O Death, who reasonest, I reason not, Reason that scans and breaks, but cannot build Or builds in vain because she doubts her work. I am, I love, I see, I act, I will.' Herextraordinary confidence inviolable Her extraordinary courage unbeatable A lesson for us to shatter Death Death answered her, one deep surrounding cry: 'Know also. Knowing, thou shalt cease to love And cease to will, delivered from thy heart. So shalt thou rest for ever and be still, Consenting to the impermanence of things.' But Savitri replied for man to Death: 'When I have loved for ever, I shall know.Line450to Dowered with a mind and heart to conquer thee.'263 Savitri was exceptionally a god-child No wonder so was she determined to win No doubt so was she marching on victory 'I know the calm Transcendent bears the world, The veiled Inhabitant, the silent Lord: I feel his secret act, his intimate fire; I hear the murmur of the cosmic Voice. I know my coming was a wave from God.' So were her words for Death to be silent 'Like one disdaining violent helpless words From victim lips Death answered not again.' 'Through the long fading night by her compelled, Gliding half-seen on their unearthly path, Phantasmal in the dimness moved the three.'......... ............My consciousness this moment, O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine May there so, let Savitri in my self arise Aroused there so be knowledge and fortune ============================================= Note; Some more inspiring descriptive and informative lines from Book 9 Canto 2 Page 594 Love in me knows the truth all changings mask. I know that knowledge is a vast embrace: I know my coming was a wave from God. For all his suns were conscient in my birth, And one who loves in us came veiled by death. Page 595 He stood in silence and in darkness wrapped, A figure motionless, a shadow vague, Girt with the terrors of his secret sword. Half-seen in clouds appeared a sombre face; Night's dusk tiara was his matted hair, The ashes of the pyre his forehead's sign. Around her rolled the shuddering waste of gloom, Its swallowing emptiness and joyless death Resentful of her thought and life and love. End of Canto 2 End of Book 9